...just because I Miss You...

It was the blank white when it all started. I was staring endlessly on the computer screen unnerved of my surroundings if it was later than the usual dose of sleep I should be getting. Nothing seems any much mundane than that night. I was listening to the dampness of the whistling wind, the silent rustling of leaves and the endless opera of the night.

I was about to tear it up when that little red light came flashing. We never knew each other. I was never your constant stalker. We were both strangers.

And long after that my world did changed. I was searching for you. You made me tear away. You had me on sleepless nights. You just can’t get off of my head. I was insane. It was more than just a good talk of companionship.

Then again just as I was telling myself, I don’t have to surrender, I have to think let my emotions pull away and act like nothing exist. I was good at this. Pretending to be happy and feeling fine and all. I have lost myself on the predicament that I might just fall for a person like you.

There is nothing implicated for us both as a relationship would only mean the worst thought I can ever handle. Still that time you made me strong, made me feel appreciated, and cared at.

But all I know is one thing, I can have you even if we just can’t be, I know that one thing… I just miss you for now.

Don'ts ! ! !

Don’t talk to me when you’re lonely, 

don't ask for my help when you’re sad.

Don’t bother surfing' the net if you have nothing to say, 

don't even try making me laugh.

Don’t lie to me that you cared, 

don't fake a smile 'coz I feel scared.

Don’t even try to be with me; 

don't wish I could be there.

What I want you to do...

is tell me when you NEED me

'coz I’ll be there for you...

FRIEND.

Catharsis!!!

Sitting at pace through time unnerved by the thought that for some time now I’d way pass bed time and for some more reasons I still have things un done. I have a lot of them. Many of which pass the opportunity of chance while a few were a scare of wits and the loss of tact. It takes me to the burden of carrying the very soul of unfinished business that I still have to come back through, or is it just me to find solace on not swallowing my pride and end up losing the ones I dear most for not doing what I thought and felt right… at this time I realize that it does exist! That gut feeling when something wrong happens and the right thing to do comes in your mind and so is the feeling that it should be done.

I have spent the day trying to get over the sudden outburst of momentary tears after waking up from an unnecessary bummer and blurt out of inconsiderate loss of respect and utter immaturity. Still, this does not give me the right to ensue an unruly disinterest of a certain significant moment. More so enabling the rise of sarcasm and cynicism. I’ve gone mad, have I???

I find it quite ridiculous though that I have to burden my soul. Hoping by any chance I got some miracle to lease that renting conscience out of discussion.

This may mean nothing. But I do hope that catharsis gives away.